Joseph Anderson

(3-12-25)

A Dogs Life


In an attempt to lighten up my poem site I offer
this doggeral style ditty about my neighbor's dog-

I used to range those farming fields,
It became my daily habit;
And oft when roaming far and wide,
I'd catch a big fat rabbit.

Every possum, skunk and cat I saw
Were always under siege.
I'd chase them til completely pooped
Then sit and scratch my fleas.

But, then my master moved to town,
Oh! What a dreadful change;
Now, I am tethered to a leash,
No longer can I range.

I cannot run, or bark, or jump
But, in neighbor's yard I poop.
My master, though required by law
Does not own a pooper-scoop.

They call me Rover, though I can't,
That causes me much strife.
At last I've learned why one would say
'I'm leading a dog's life'.

Submitted: Friday, January 07, 2011

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  • Ken E Hall (2/18/2014 10:39:00 PM)

    A doggorn look at a delightful life of your neighbors pooch, humour so funny with fleas and all, great...regards (Report) Reply

  • John Brown (9/25/2012 2:11:00 PM)

    Funny one Joseph. It made me laugh. Someone ought to sort out those fleas though! (Report) Reply

  • Constance K Yost (8/28/2012 5:13:00 PM)

    This pooch may not be able to roam but he sure has a fantastic way with words! I do feel a bit bad for him, I lived in town once, for a while. (Report) Reply

  • Karen Sinclair (7/8/2012 11:02:00 AM)

    This made me burst out laughing at the first part and then i slipped down in thought at just how much dear rover had lost.....then i giggled again thinking how he visits your garden to deposit little parcels of love..... a wonderful pieve of humour, much required and appreciated.... thanks lots karen (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilson (5/4/2012 3:21:00 PM)

    That was such a laugh, I am so cheered up now, Rover was such a clever dog to write it, perhaps he had a little help from his neighbour who I know is a brilliant poet. (Report) Reply

  • Lynn Glover (1/19/2011 9:47:00 PM)

    A great poem written by a great poet. I love the rhyming scheme and the beautiful flow of the poem. I read this poem to my 3 little pooches and they loved it. Great Job, Joe, good write. Lynn (Report) Reply

  • Juan Olivarez (1/19/2011 8:20:00 PM)

    An absolute treasure Joe, well written, funny, satirical, an absolute delight. Another ten. (Report) Reply

  • Wendy Thopliss (1/9/2011 2:54:00 PM)

    This is great Joe, as i am a dog lover i found this really amusing, I felt sorry for the dog but as it was all in fun i thought it was great. Well done Joe 10+

    Wendy. x (Report) Reply

  • Smoky Hoss (1/8/2011 3:05:00 PM)

    That's great Joseph, I like your 'lighter' poetry as well as your serious. Keep writing my friend! (Report) Reply

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